The Lost Pet

When I came home this evening
I found my pet had strayed
The gate ajar, my pet had gone
And I was so afraid
I walked the streets and called his name
Aloud so he could hear
I walked and prayed, thought and hoped
That I would find him near
After this I talked to those
Who chance to live near by
I walked and called, looked and sought
Each gesture worth a try
My futile search then ended
I returned home silently
There would be no happy doggie
Waiting there for me
I thought about the chances
The hope still flickering bright
I felt him out there someplace
He was simply out of sight
I made of list of things to do
To bring him home again
I’d never really thought how much
I needed this dear friend
I’d advertise, offer cash,
Show photographs and such
Check the pound three times a day
Being sure to stay in touch
Tomorrow sure at six AM
I’d walk the streets again
Looking, seeking, hoping
Once more to see my friend
I knew he wore a collar
Urged by this alone
I thought that any minute
He’d safely be back home
But this was for nothing
Hopes faded to despair
Didn’t anyone want to help me
Didn’t any human care?
For days I prayed and worried
My hope was wearing thin
I knew if he returned to me
I’d not know where he’d been
Now each second day
I went to city pound
Hoping, wishing, praying,
Somehow he’d ‘still be found
I bought a hasp and lock
And affixed it to the gate
Someday it might be useful
Right now it was too late
I still can wish and hope and pray
That he’ll come back again
And I will feel the love once more
Of my beloved friend